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aldersprigI am taking prompts tonight; this is from @daHob's prompt "Joff gets a pony."
Year Six, i.e., after current Addergoole timeline.
Joff looked over his half-sister thoughtfully. "'Vette...?"
This was the first time since they had been at Addergoole that they'd both been free and unKept, and they were finding it a bit heady, or, at least, he was. It was harder to tell with her. She loved everything, everything that brought anyone near her pleasure. Sometimes, he thought she was a far better succubus than he'd ever be an incubus.
Like right now.
"You said you'd always wanted a pony," she answered, trying for innocent and almost managing, despite the devil-girl look her Change had given her. "Well, he'll have to do for now."
Joff looked at the boy, on all fours next to Ivette, bitted, gloved, collared, and saddled. "This isn't quite what I had in mind," he admitted, but, before she could pout at him, he knelt down and took the handsome, sweating cheeks in his hands. "But he looked delicious. Thank you, Ivette. May I ride him for a bit before you take him back?"
"Of course, little brother." She tapped the boy on the ass with the riding crop; tense and twitching already, he jumped nearly out of his skin. "Lee, be nice for Joff here. Do everything he tells you to, do you hear me?"
He mumbled out an answer around the gag that sounded rather like "yes, mistress;" she smiled beatifically down at him.
"You're such a good boy, darling. I know Joff is going to have such fun riding you." She tapped his ass again, making the leather crack loudly, and then passed the crop to Joff. "Aren't you, little brother?"
He looked over the boy lustily. Smart of his sister to know he'd had his eye on this one since the first day of school. Amazingly thoughtful of her to snag him as a present, and truss him up like this.
"I am," he agreed, suppressing a giggle. The boy was big enough. Maybe he really would just ride him around the room.
Year Six, i.e., after current Addergoole timeline.
Joff looked over his half-sister thoughtfully. "'Vette...?"
This was the first time since they had been at Addergoole that they'd both been free and unKept, and they were finding it a bit heady, or, at least, he was. It was harder to tell with her. She loved everything, everything that brought anyone near her pleasure. Sometimes, he thought she was a far better succubus than he'd ever be an incubus.
Like right now.
"You said you'd always wanted a pony," she answered, trying for innocent and almost managing, despite the devil-girl look her Change had given her. "Well, he'll have to do for now."
Joff looked at the boy, on all fours next to Ivette, bitted, gloved, collared, and saddled. "This isn't quite what I had in mind," he admitted, but, before she could pout at him, he knelt down and took the handsome, sweating cheeks in his hands. "But he looked delicious. Thank you, Ivette. May I ride him for a bit before you take him back?"
"Of course, little brother." She tapped the boy on the ass with the riding crop; tense and twitching already, he jumped nearly out of his skin. "Lee, be nice for Joff here. Do everything he tells you to, do you hear me?"
He mumbled out an answer around the gag that sounded rather like "yes, mistress;" she smiled beatifically down at him.
"You're such a good boy, darling. I know Joff is going to have such fun riding you." She tapped his ass again, making the leather crack loudly, and then passed the crop to Joff. "Aren't you, little brother?"
He looked over the boy lustily. Smart of his sister to know he'd had his eye on this one since the first day of school. Amazingly thoughtful of her to snag him as a present, and truss him up like this.
"I am," he agreed, suppressing a giggle. The boy was big enough. Maybe he really would just ride him around the room.
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